Rebirth of a Farming Wife - Chapter 493

Chapter 493: Chapter 500: A Glimmer of Hope

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Knowing that Feng Jianling had made arrangements, Qi Yun did not bother with these people for the time being. Still, he sent a message to Han Yu and Qi Shen, as anyone who dared to harm Madam would certainly be despised by the master, who would not let them escape. Once the message was relayed back, the master would surely make plans, ensuring not even one of them could run away.

“Captain, look, there are a series of footprints here.” Not far along the river, they made a discovery. There were traces of someone having lingered by the riverbank, along with a series of footprints, deep and shallow, indicating the person had difficulty walking. Moreover, the size of the footprints matched the embroidered shoe, and more importantly, the footprints only led away from the riverbank, with none showing the person’s arrival. The secret guard deduced that Madam must have been washed ashore and upon awakening, moved up the bank.

Hearing that traces had been found, both Feng Jianling and Qi Yun were overjoyed and immediately came over. Seeing the footprints by the river, they felt it was very likely Su Wenyue had been washed ashore and left the prints upon waking. The footprints were particularly evident because the soil on the riverbank was still quite moist and the incident had not occurred long ago.

Having discovered a trail, they immediately followed the footprints. Although less distinct once they left the wet soil of the riverbank, the secret guards included experts in tracking. However, when they followed the footprints to a small forest, the footprints disappeared, and there were a number of disordered footprints and marks nearby.

“Captain, the Madam’s footprints disappear here, and there are others. There must have been someone else in this forest at the time, but it’s unclear if there’s any connection between this and Madam’s disappearance.”

Qi Yun and Feng Jianling, having found traces of Su Wenyue, were somewhat elated, thinking she must still be alive and they might find her soon, only for their spirits to be dampened by this sudden news.

“What else can you make out?” Qi Yun asked urgently. Feng Jianling was also attentive, eager to know who these people were and why they would have taken Su Wenyue. It shouldn’t be Zhao Fan’s men, as they had encountered them on the way, and those people were still behind. Plus, they tried to conceal their tracks and dared not get too close. It wouldn’t make sense for Zhao Fan to send two separate groups after a supposedly dead person; but if it wasn’t Zhao Fan’s men, who could they be?

The secret guard, upon hearing Qi Yun’s inquiry, examined the area again in detail. However, they couldn’t discern much more. The mixed tracks and traces were very chaotic, likely deliberately obscured to hide their movements, making further discovery impossible.

“Who exactly are these people, and why did they take Miss Yue?” Feng Jianling wasn’t familiar with Su Wenyue’s daily affairs and conjectured that perhaps Han Yu’s opponents were responsible for taking her away.

Qi Yun shook his head, equally clueless. It wouldn’t make sense for the Master’s enemies to coincidentally wait below and then take Madam, especially since nobody could have anticipated that she would jump off the cliff. Otherwise, they would have abducted Madam by the lakeshore.

“Perhaps Madam was rescued. The traces left by these people suggest they knew some martial arts; could they be people from Jianghu?”

Feng Jianling didn’t dismiss the possibility. If it wasn’t Han Yu’s enemies that took her, it was likely to be someone from Jianghu. Others might not get involved, but people from Jianghu often act on impulse. If they happened upon someone in need, a kind-hearted person might indeed make such a move.

“It’s possible. I’ll dispatch someone to inquire in Jianghu immediately. If Miss Yue was indeed saved by someone from Jianghu, some news should have leaked out.” Feng Jianling held a significant position in Jianghu, and this area was near the Feng family’s influence. If it was indeed the work of someone from Jianghu, keeping it hidden from him would not be easy. Moreover, if they had genuinely saved Su Wenyue, there would be no need for secrecy.

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“That would be great. I appreciate your help, Young Master.” Qi Yun, formerly a person of Jianghu himself, understood the principles involved. He hoped that his wife had indeed been saved by someone from Jianghu, which would lessen the complications.

Though they speculated, no one could be sure what happened. Therefore, the search for Su Wenyue did not halt. Instead, the possibility expanded the search area.

Yet despite a full day of searching, no further clues related to Su Wenyue surfaced, and there was no whisper of news from Jianghu. This made Qi Yun anxious, yet there was nothing he could do but lead his people in a widespread search.

Han Yu, riding hard, had covered an exhausting day and night’s travel and finally arrived on the third day at the site where the incident occurred, the cliff Su Wenyue was forced to jump from.

Though there were no longer any traces of people, even Zhao Fan’s men had been dealt with, Han Yu stood there, his heart wrenching as he imagined the scene at the time, cursing himself for failing to protect his wife. Standing at the cliff’s edge and peering into its depthless void, with clouds swirling below, even he felt faint-hearted. How much more so would his tender and delicate wife feel? What courage must she have had to leap from such a height, and how painful must her fall have been?

“A man doesn’t easily show his tears,” Han Yu had never shed a tear in his adult life, not even during the most critical moments of Su Wenyue’s childbirth. Yet now, his eyes and nose stung with the sensation. He used to doubt his place in his wife’s heart. Once, he had coaxed some information from her mouth, and she had even alluded to connections with Sikong Ling in her previous life. Despite her occasional secrecy and the mysteries she held, though they never spoke of it again, these things lingered in Han Yu’s mind, yet he never let it show in front of Su Wenyue. At this moment, however, his wife had proven her feelings in the most tragic way.

“Master, Madam is blessed with good fortune and the protection of heaven. She won’t meet with disaster. Don’t be too heartbroken. Maybe…” The secret guard saw Han Yu standing motionlessly at the edge of the cliff, staring fixedly below, looking very distraught. Alarmed and mindful of how much the Master cared for Madam, he hurriedly reassured with the words Han Yu himself had once said. But even as he spoke, he knew how slim the chance was and found himself unable to continue.

Before, Han Yu had unwavering faith that his wife’s luck would pull her through. But having seen the cliff’s condition with his own eyes, his heart felt cold. Even so, a voice inside him insisted on not giving up, and he couldn’t let go of that last thread of hope.

So, when he heard the secret guard’s words, Han Yu didn’t find them hollow. He nodded and said, “You’re right. Lady Yue is blessed with good fortune; she will surely be fine.”

Just then, a carrier pigeon flew down from below the cliff and landed at Han Yu’s feet.